Flyover CountryChapter 5
When I awoke the next morning, Mercedes’ fragrant, raven-hued hair was spread all over my chest, her head was pillowed on my left shoulder and her legs were intertwined with mine. Earlier, just before dawn, she’d awakened me by throwing her left leg over my body, inserting a hard-on I was too sleepy to know I had inside her and riding cowgirl on me for a long, sweet time until we both came. Evidently, she’d only partly dismounted. Her satiny flesh felt wonderful against mine. I’d dated a few...